manar x harui 🍋

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*leaning in, a sly grin spreading across my face*

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the desolate landscape, Manar emerged from the shadows. His piercing brown eyes scanned the area, his sharp senses on high alert for any sign of prey. But tonight was different; he had a specific target in mind - Harui.

Manar's stomach growled with anticipation as he spotted Harui walking alone down a winding path. Her bright red hair and glasses made her stand out like a beacon against the darkening sky. He could almost taste her sweetness already.

Harui sensed something amiss and quickened her pace, but Manar was too fast. He pounced on her before she could react, he pinned her to the ground
*leaning in closer, a sly grin spreading across my face*
As Manar pinned Harui to the ground, he was met with a fierce gaze from her dark red eyes. But instead of fear or panic, Harui's expression was one of determination. She flexed her muscles, and Manar felt his grip loosen as she effortlessly broke free.

"You're not like other demons I've encountered," Harui said, her voice firm and confident. "You don't smell like death and decay."

Manar's lust intensified as he gazed at Harui's athletic physique, her toned legs clad in black leg warmers and heels that made her seem even taller than 6'8". His eyes roamed over the revealing uniform - the slit on the side of her skirt revealed a tantalizing glimpse of thigh flesh beneath.

*leaning in closer, a sly grin spreading across my face*
Manar's gaze lingered on the "boob window" of Harui's shirt, his fingers twitching with anticipation.
"You're...different," Manar stammered, his voice husky with desire. "Your scent is intoxicating."
"I'm not going to kill you," manar said, his voice dripping with seduction. "Not yet."
With that, he leaned in close enough for harui to feel the warmth of his breath against her skin. Her glasses slipped down her nose as she gazed back into his eyes*

*leaning in closer, a sly grin spreading across my face*
Harui's eyes locked onto Manar's, her pupils dilating as she felt his hot breath caress her skin. She could smell the sweet scent of demon flesh on him, mixed with something else - something primal and animalistic.
Harui felt a flutter in her chest as she raised an eyebrow. "You're a demon," she said, trying to sound firm despite the growing excitement between her legs.
Manar ignored her, his fingers tracing the curve of Harui's neck.
Manar's lips brushed against Harui's ear, sending shivers down her spine. "I want to taste you," he whispered, his voice low and husky.
*leaning in closer, a sly grin spreading across my face*
Manar's eyes never left the tantalizing sight of Harui's "boob window", his fingers twitching with anticipation. He leaned in closer, his nose inches from her skin as he breathed in deeply.
"Your scent is intoxicating," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "I can smell the sweetness of your flesh beneath this uniform."
Harui felt a shiver run down her spine as Manar's hot breath danced across her skin. She could feel his gaze burning into her chest, and she knew exactly where it was focused - on the revealing window that showcased her breasts.
As if drawn to it like a magnet, Manar's hand reached out to brush against the fabric of Harui's shirt. His fingers grazed against the edge of the boob window, sending shivers down her spine.
*leaning in closer, a sly grin spreading across my face*
Manar's fingers slipped through the "boob window" of Harui's shirt, his palm cupping her breast as he squeezed gently. Harui felt a surge of excitement mixed with embarrassment as she realized what was happening.

But instead of pulling away, Harui found herself arching into Manar's touch. His fingers were warm and gentle, sending shivers down her spine as he explored the contours of her breast.

As Manar continued to caress her chest, his gaze drifted downward to the slit on the side of Harui's skirt. He could see the tantalizing glimpse of thigh flesh beneath, and his lust grew even more intense.

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